All Heavens: Start by guarding the light at night

Chapter 122 Qi Nian and Eleven Elders

It was clear after the snow, with a few thin clouds floating in the blue sky, and everything was quiet.

The vast snowfield seems to be embraced by the Tianshan Mountains. It is covered with white snow and dotted with pine forests. It stretches for hundreds of miles and can't be seen to the end. The snowy road made by horse-drawn carriages is winding.

Only in this season can we understand that the grassland is not romantic. Behind it is hardship, and behind the hardship is vitality.

The herdsmen live deep in the grasslands, which is no better than in the Central Plains. They have a single source of food, inconvenient life, cold weather, long distances, and harsh climate.

War is not what you want, food and clothing are what you want.

On the border of Yanbei, Shanyu from the royal court in Zuozhang stood on the peak, laughing loudly.

"I won the bet."

This is Haotian's world, and everyone believes in Haotian.

Going against Xiling Temple, in a sense, means going against Haotian.

Shan is the king of the grasslands, but he is only a mortal after all.

No matter how fearless he is, it is impossible for him not to be in awe of Haotian.

Every year, people starve to death on the grasslands. This is a common occurrence, and herdsmen have long been accustomed to it.

Going south to plunder was a last resort.

The State of Yan happened to be south of Zuozhang Royal Court and suffered this unreasonable disaster.

Life is in ruins, it is not important to have enough food and drink for one's own people.

Fortunately, I can finally have a prosperous winter.

The war went very smoothly.

Both the Tang Dynasty and Xiling are powerful countries in the Haotian world.

Over the course of thousands of years, they have fought against each other and become the strongest overlords in the world.

The other countries, since the deserters were driven into the wilderness a thousand years ago, have no power to fight against the Tang Dynasty or Xiling.

This is the world of practitioners. Datang and Xiling have the largest number of practitioners in the world.

How could it compare to the barbarian land of the grassland?

The 20 Central Plains Allied Forces were defeated.

This is a historic scene.

The Chanyu of Zuozhang Wangting, he witnessed history and will be written into the history books.

The eleven elders of the Demon Sect left.

The war was victorious and Zuozhang Royal Court was unstoppable.

Many strong men from the Demon Sect were led by the Great Elder to defeat the enemy all the way south.

The eleven elders should also participate in the next battle.

The countries in the Central Plains felt that the reason why the Eleventh Elder joined forces with Zuozhang Wangting was because the Demon Sect had given up on him.

On the contrary, this eleventh elder is very smart and capable, and has a high status in the Demon Sect. Because of this, he can mobilize most of the Huangren to join forces with Zuozhang Royal Court to control the most elite cavalry of the Huangren. in hand.

The high and deep sky is as blue as wash, and the white clouds are floating all over the sky. The flat mirror-like water surface clearly reflects the blue sky and white clouds vertically. The breeze blows, and there are waves of fine ripples on the water surface, sparkling and dreamlike. .

By the Daming Lake, an old man walked slowly, leaning on a wooden foot.

He is in his seventies, with a thin face and a dull complexion. He has a head of gray and unkempt silver hair. His back is as stooped as a stick. His hand on crutches is trembling. He seems to be about to fall down at any time. He is wearing a gray cotton coat with hanging hangings on it. Wearing various bone pendants, it shows a sense of mystery.

There is another young monk by the lake, dressed in green clothes, plain face scarf, and holding a wooden apron.

Elder Eleven suddenly said:

"I didn't expect that the person who came here first was the Buddha Sect's World Walk."

Qi Nian remained silent, his eyes fell on the eleventh elder, and he looked fierce.

Everyone can find the remnants of the Demon Sect and punish them.

The eleventh elder's deep and aged voice was still the same, carrying an inadvertent coldness, and his narrowed eyes revealed a dangerous aura, but what surged was a domineering strength that belonged exclusively to the Demon Sect.

"You are quite violent. You must have killed many people. The Buddha said you have mercy on the world, but I don't know, have you ever had mercy on the world?"

Qi Nian still didn't answer. He hadn't spoken for many years.

Even the eleventh elder of the Demon Sect was not enough to make him speak.

Standing there quietly, slowly closing his eyes, he inserted the wooden pole into the snow and clasped his hands together.

The beads in his hand reflected the sunlight in the day and kept spinning.

The power of thought scrolls.

The vitality of heaven and earth turned into Buddha's light, and then turned into a huge Buddha, overwhelmingly pressing down on the rickety old man.

Elder Eleven's eyes were serious and his pupils were constricted.

He saw a huge Buddha statue, looking down with his eyebrows down, showing mercy to all living beings.

Qi Nian, who had been full of murderous intent just now, now turned into a compassionate person.

The wooden apron was lifted up and hit the huge Buddha head-on.

The energy of heaven and earth merged, causing violent fluctuations, and the clouds in the sky began to billow.

The ground beneath his feet also shook, and a roaring sound came from the ground, raising a puff of smoke and dust.

Suddenly, he heard a roar from the rickety old man, his eyes bloodshot.

Huge amounts of heaven and earth energy surged out of his body.

On the banks of Daming Lake, the battle between Buddha and Demon.

They are all strong men at the peak of their destiny.

The fluctuations in the battle easily attracted the attention of other strong men in the grassland.

The team from the Great River Kingdom went all the way north and arrived at the hillside one mile away from Daming Lake.

"earthquake?"

The fluctuations caused by the battle between strong men caused shocks within dozens of miles.

The disciples of Mochiyuan can clearly see the storm caused by the vibration of the vitality of the world on the shore of Daming Lake.

In the center of the powerful storm, there are two black spots. They are the protagonists of this battle.

Wu Ming, who had been silent in the team, suddenly stood at the front of the team.

Wearing a black robe, he holds a flower of light in his hand.

Huge amounts of heaven and earth energy surged out and pressed onto the ground.

The vibrations on the nearby ground slowly stopped.

Wuming's operation prevented all the disciples in Mochiyuan from falling off their feet.

"The pinnacle of knowledge."

Song Buqu couldn't help but scream.

"So strong."

Yang Chang looked ahead, his eyes dim and his face pale.

A girl in a white dress walked out of the team, raised her eyebrows and glanced into the distance. Her phoenix eyebrows and bright eyes were all enchanting when she looked around. She had a delicate and greasy nose, skin as white as snow, and red lips with a hint of blood, more like a red plum in the snow, ruling the world proudly. It was simply She is the fairy on earth who walked out of the brocade painting.

Along the way, Mochiyuan's disciples were extremely tired, but Mo Shanshan remained the same.

"What a powerful talisman."

In the eyes of a talisman master, all fluctuations in the vitality of heaven and earth are talismans.

The match between the most powerful people who know their destiny is rare.

The Buddhist and Demonic Sects practice very special techniques, which makes this battle even more rare.

Mo Shanshan looked at it and was lost in thought.

There was a feeling in my heart that I wanted to copy.

All the vitality of heaven and earth released by the Buddhist and Demonic sects were copied into talismans.

The fighting Qi Nian and Eleven Elders accidentally saw someone a mile away.

The three thousand disciples of Mochiyuan were naturally unable to attract their attention.

The one who could attract the attention of the two pinnacle Zhiming was Wuming.

A practitioner in the realm of destiny who uses the magic of light.

A young and powerful man who knows his destiny in Guangming Palace.

Such a person has a very high status in the Guangming Palace, and such important people are here.

Is Wei Guangming nearby?

Both the Demon Sect and the Buddhist Sect are wary of the Guangming Palace.

The two people who had originally attacked with all their strength began to collect the aura they released.

"Stay here, I'll go up and have a look."

After Wuming said this, he walked out alone without waiting for the people in Mochiyuan to react.

Mo Shanshan took a step forward hesitantly.

She wanted to see the mystery of that talisman up close.

But she was held back.

Zhui Zhihua shook his head at her.

At the pinnacle of Zhiming, this kind of strong man has already stood at the top of the world.

Wang Shusheng of the River Kingdom is only at the peak of his destiny.

Mo Shanshan is the hope of the River Country and there must be no mistakes.

Even if all the disciples of Mochiyuan died.

Mo Shanshan can't have any accidents.For Mochiyuan, the trip to Yanbei was an exercise for Mo Shanshan.

Looking at Wuming getting closer and closer.

Both Elder Eleven and Qi Nian have lost their intention to continue fighting.

When Wuming reached 100 meters in front of the two of them, all the auras released by the two disappeared.

"Your Excellency, are you from the Hall of Light?"

Elder Eleven couldn't help but speak.

Wuming respectfully saluted forward and said: "Temple of Light, Wuming."

Elder Eleven straightened up his rickety body and placed his gaze on Wuming, wanting to see Wuming's appearance clearly.

"It turns out to be an unknown priest. I wonder why the priest came here?"

As a priest of the Hall of Light, Wuming was very proud.

Even if he faced the masters of the Demon Sect and the Buddha Sect at the same time.

He followed the order of the Great Priest Guangming and came to the shore of Daming Lake.

In this world, no one can stop the Great Priest of Light except the Master and the Temple Master.

"The Great Priest of Guangming asked me to come to the Daming Lake to do business. I don't want to disturb the elegance of the two of you. You two can do what you want."

Elder Eleven was not embarrassed and answered with a smile:

"My old man has admired the Great Priest of Guangming for a long time. Since it is the decree of the Great Priest of Guangming, this great monk and I continue to fight here, but it disturbs the priest's elegance, so let's not fight."

Qinian's face was gloomy. He had the absolute upper hand in the battle just now. If he was given a few more hours, he would definitely be able to suppress the eleventh elder.

Ye Hongyu and Wang Jinglue also showed up and were probably nearby.

Qi Nian was worried that once the melee started, he would be attacked by a sneak attack.

The strong man from the Xiling Temple was also on the grassland, and he didn't want his condition to get worse.

The Book of Heaven will appear on the grassland, and he must cooperate with the leader of the lecturer to take the Book of Heaven back to the Hanging Temple.

With the intimidation of the Heavenly Book, the unknown land of Buddhism is bound to reach a higher level.

There are many mysterious legends in the Book of Heaven, and taking a look at the Ascension is more than just talk.

Even the scriptures left by the Buddha also record the importance of the Book of Heaven.

If you want to cross the five realms, relying on the power of the Heavenly Book is a shortcut.

Qi Nian actually also thought about going to the unknown place of Taoism to read the heavenly book.

It was a pity that the relationship between the Buddha Sect and the Taoist Sect was not that good, which became his regret.

Dozens of miles away, Ning Que and the people at Tianshu also noticed the battle on the shore of Daming Lake.

"It seems we are in the right place." Qu Xiangge said happily, holding his beard.

"What a horrible smell."

Ning Que's eyes widened. Even if he didn't see the battle ahead personally, he could still feel the terror.

There was a short, saggy old man in the team, with a slate-gray double chin, a huge red rosacea, two large gold teeth in his mouth, and a row of reflective white teeth. Under the reflection of the sun, he smiled. Dots of golden light shine from different directions in the mouth.

Looking ahead, the old man whispered: "The peak of knowledge."

Qu Xiangge was shocked: "Zhi Ming Peak, Mr. Feng, are you sure?"

"If I guess correctly, it should be the Buddha Sect's World Walking Seven Thoughts fighting against a strong Demon Sect."

"A strong man from the Demon Sect who can fight against the cultivators from the Buddha Sect all over the world, is he the Demon Sect walking around in the Tang Dynasty?"

Mr. Feng shook his head and squinted his eyes slightly.

"A few days ago, I felt the presence of no less than ten powerful people from the Demon Sect on the Yanbei battlefield."

Qu Xiangge was shocked when he heard what Mr. Feng said. He knew very well how terrifying the powerful people of the Demon Sect were.

What is the concept of the ten powerful demon sects who know their destiny?The threat intensity is already comparable to that of a strong person from the Sixth Realm.

"Shi Dao? Mr. Feng, why didn't you tell him earlier? If this was the case, we should go back to support him."

"It's useless. What I'm saying is that based on what I sensed, there are no less than ten, maybe more. The Yanbei war will be defeated."

"Defeated?"

Ning Que seemed to have heard a big joke. Tang's cavalry traveled all over the country. Have they ever been defeated?

How to start talking about inevitable defeat.

Mr. Feng looked indifferent and said casually:

"No need to doubt, Ning Que, His Majesty sent me to protect you, so don't worry. Even if I don't get the Book of Heaven, I won't let anything happen to you."

Hundreds of thousands of Tang troops were defeated. What did they face?
The steppe cavalry slaughtered mercilessly.

Or withdraw the defense line?
So many people died, but Mr. Feng had expected it, but he didn't care at all.

Ning Que saw the cultivator's indifference again.

It's like the case of General Xuanwei's family extermination more than ten years ago.

You really don’t need to care about the life and death of ordinary people.

Ning Que was not a man of faith, and he would not mourn for these dead Tang people.

He just felt that this was the indifference of the upper echelons of the Tang Dynasty.

Ning Que couldn't avenge the hatred of others, but he was bound to seek justice for the tragedy at General Xuanwei's mansion.

Xiahou was abandoned by the king of Tang.

The ministers of the DPRK and China jointly participated in the peace.

He was defeated in Yanbei.

At the critical moment of the war, the masters from the general camp were sent into the grassland.

It will be difficult for Xiahou to stand up.

After returning to Chang'an, Ning Que can seek revenge from Xia Hou. I believe that there will not be any resistance by then.

In the silence, Mr. Feng suddenly spoke again: "Light!"

"what happened?"

"I sensed the light by the Daming Lake. I am a practitioner who understands the fate of my fate."

The fluctuations of the battle stopped, and the grassland returned to calm again.

"Buddha Sect, Demon Sect, Guangming Palace, the three forces have arrived at Daming Lake. It seems that the Book of Heaven is right in Daming Lake."

"It's just that both the Buddha Sect and the Demon Sect have dispatched practitioners who are at the peak of knowing destiny. If we want to seize the Book of Heaven, it is tantamount to pulling a tooth from a tiger's mouth."

The team is silent.

There are 13 people in their group. Except for Mr. Feng, who is a practitioner of the realm of knowing destiny, the rest are all in the realm of Dongxuan.

Ning Que was secretly happy after hearing the news.

With so many strong men, it would not be so easy for Xiahou to seize the Book of Heaven.

Seven Thoughts are a journey through the world in an unknowable place.

Such big shots are here.

It is conceivable that the importance of the Book of Heaven cannot be overtaken by a Xiahou with no power background.

As for himself.

Ning Que never thought that he could get the best, and he would not force himself if he couldn't get it.

It's not worth sacrificing your life for the Book of Heaven.

In the white snow, a young man approached Ning Que and others. He was dressed in black and elegant, with eyebrows like ink paintings, eyes like stars, and clear facial features. His natural beauty contained indescribable sharpness and majesty.

Mr. Feng looked in the direction of the young man.

"Military Department, Wang Jinglue!"

"Feng Kai, I didn't expect that we would meet again."

Wang Jing smiled slightly and greeted the old man on the horse.

Mr. Feng's face was a little ugly, and when he saw Wang Jinglue, he acted unnaturally.

"Wang Jinglue, what are you doing here?"

"Feng Kai, why are you nervous? I have already let go of things in the past. Don't worry about me seeking revenge. And now I am the thirteenth gentleman of the academy. Seeing the eighteenth junior brother here, I just came over to take a look. .”

"Thirteen." Mr. Feng clenched his fists with mixed feelings. He knew Wang Jinglue's identity very well.

Last year, the academy accepted six disciples. Wang Jinglue blocked the entire academy's examination gate, blocking everyone from the examination, and became famous in the entire cultivation world.

"It's natural for Mr. Thirteen to reminisce with his junior brother."

Wang Jinglue no longer cared about Feng Kai, and his eyes fell on Ning Que.

"Ning Que, how do you feel about coming to the grassland?"

When Ning Que saw Wang Jinglue, he felt a little guilty. When he was taking the exam on the second floor of the academy, he almost died in Wang Jinglue's hands, and Wang Jinglue was very close to Guangming Hall, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Senior brother also saw the great defeat of the Tang people, with countless casualties. What I can feel is naturally full of indignation."

Wang Jinglue laughed loudly: "As expected of my son-in-law of the Tang Dynasty, he is indeed bloody. I must have sensed that there are strong men from the Demon Sect on the Daming Lake ahead. Why don't you and I go forward to eliminate the demons and defend the way?"

Feng Kai was shocked and said:
"Absolutely not. Those in front of us are the most powerful men who know their fate. The two gentlemen from the academy must not make any mistakes."

Wang Jing nodded slightly, seeming to agree very much. He thought carefully and said:
"Zhi Ming Peak is a bit powerful, but we are disciples of the academy. It is always inappropriate to retreat without fighting. Junior Brother's Yuan Shisan Arrow is unparalleled in the world. Even those who are strong in the Zhi Ming Realm may not be unable to defeat us. We, our senior brothers, join forces. We are not afraid of the evil heretics from his Demon Sect, not to mention that there are eminent monks from the Buddhist Sect on the battlefield ahead."

Ning Que frowned, not going?

The academy talks about principles, and the principle is that whoever is stronger will have rules.

Obviously, Wang Jinglue makes more sense.

(End of this chapter)